Hooky - M/F cane

 This was recently sent in by a reader.

When I went to college, I couldn’t afford to live in the dorms so I commuted from home. I was happy to save a lot of money but I didn’t like being treated like a child. After all, I was in college! I was an adult! My parents had different ideas of course. Maybe being a girl made them more protective. Whatever the case, I was treated like I was still in high school. I had to go to classes and come back home for study, chores etc. My only free time was the weekends but even then I had a curfew! Can you imagine a curfew in college?!

Misplaced Donna Fanfiction - Part 4

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Mrs. Main took Donna by the arm and turned her around so she could see Donna’s bottom. Nodding in satisfaction, she started towards the door dragging Donna behind.

Donna stumbled following her, but pulled up sharply at the door. 

“Mrs. Main! Wha, where are we going?!” she cried out in horror as it seemed the housemother was taking her outside. Mrs. Main tugged Donna’s arm again but fear had granted Donna strength and she resisted. “Mrs. Mainnnn, noooo, Please no.”

Mrs. Main faced Donna squarely. “If you want me to sign your papers, you have two choices. One, you obey me and follow quietly. Two, I take you outside and give you another spanking in front of whoever walks by. And when I’m finished you will then follow me. Either way you’ll end up in the same place. It just depends if the girls see their Professor Warren spanked like a little girl in front of their eyes.” Her eyes bore down on Donna’s.

Just Another Day at the Office after WWIII - Part 5

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Misplaced Donna Fanfiction - Part 3

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After about an hour, Mrs. Main stood up. She glanced at Donna standing facing the wall. She had seen that bottom before and again she was impressed by the smooth, alabaster skin, the supple tone and shape of the muscle. She turned and picked up the hairbrush from the table. It was a heavy, oversized walnut hairbrush. Short boars hair bristles. The business side was smooth and polished from much use. She pulled the single chair from the corner into the center of the room.

“Alright,” she said to Donna. “Over here.”

Misplaced Donna Fanfiction - Part 2

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Donna stared at the doors of Carlton House with foreboding. This was a place she loved and hated at the same time. Inside, she knew were mostly freshmen and sophomore girls going about their days. There was also an occasional junior or possibly even a senior there but many moved out after their first year or two. SHE had lived there for a time even though she was a new Professor and it had been quite an experience for the 28 year old.

The house was ruled with an iron fist, or rather a heavy wooden hairbrush by one Mrs. Main. Mr. Main was nowhere to be found and it was not something you asked a lady like her. The housemother was fair but strict. There were many rules about proper behavior, noise, cleanliness at the house but the rule most loathed by all residents was the curfew. 10 pm sharp. All doors were locked at the exact minute the hour struck. Anyone caught outside was punished with a sound, bare bottom spanking across Mrs. Main’s lap. And she was quite the spanker wielding a sizable walnut hairbrush. Depending on how often you were late, how late and other factors you would get different spanking. But the lightest spanking, if there ever was one, was a dress up, panties down, bare bottom blistering spanking! 

Misplaced Donna Fanfiction - Part 1

This story is some fan fiction and maybe alternative storyline for a series by DJ Black “Abraham Heights”. You can find the original for sale in the Library of Spank Fiction. While I enjoyed the series I felt it veered off course midway through and have written this alternative storyline. Enjoy.

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Donna Warren stretched out her arms, delighted. She was in her apartment getting ready to go out for the night. It's been just a short time since she moved out of Carlton House but she was enjoying every minute of it.

For those that don't remember, Donna Warren is a new professor at the Burnsville Ladies College at Abraham Heights University. When she first arrived she was mistakenly placed in Carlton House, a student dorm, overseen by Mrs. Main. Mrs. Main was a stickler for the rules who kept all the residents in line with firm over the knee spankings. Unfortunately for Dr. Warren, she too was held to the same rules. Missing 10pm curfew by even just one minute meant a sound bare bottom spanking over Mrs. Main's lap with a hard, wooden hairbrush. No matter how she protested or what Donna said, Mrs. Main was not deterred. In her eyes, anyone staying in the house followed the rules or else. As faculty meetings often ran late, Donna found herself soundly spanked on more than one occasion. This was truly embarrassing for a 28 year old professor. In spite of this, she didn't move out immediately. She wouldn't admit it but the spankings had a strange attraction. True she would love to watch someone *else* get spanked. But that wasn't possible so she had to satisfy herself with hearing about them or seeing the other students lined up before or after. Just being around the spankings was titillating. Eventually though she decided she had to move out. She was simply getting too many spankings and she was scared to death the students would find out. 

Nell in Bridewell - Part 11 - 1895 German Version

In part 10, I mentioned I had found a third version of Lenchen im Zuchthause.  Image above is the title page for this version printed in 1895.  (Click on the image to view full size) I am quite certain that this newly found version of Lenchen is NOT the original version published way back in 1840. In my opinion, however, it is the source for the translated story published in 1900 that we know as Nell in Bridewell.

Just Another Day at the Tuttle Bordello

 

Authors note: This is a standalone Tuttle story featuring an entirely fresh cast of characters.  Those who are interested in what happens upstairs in a bordello will be disappointed.  All of the “action” in this story happens down below - in the bordello basement. And I doubt readers will complain that the discipline portrayed here is too mild. Given the circumstances, I believe the balance between severity and what “working girls” would realistically expect is about right.

Nell in Bridewell - Part 10 - Original Edition Found!

 

I believe the title page above (click on image for full size) is, in fact, from the very first printing of Nell.  Prior to finding this edition, my earliest edition was printed that same year, but with a soft cover.  There are some very minor differences:

1. Title page on hard cover edition has some lines printed in red ink. Soft cover is B&W.

2. Hard cover edition is missing the very last page #326

Fortunately, that missing page is identical to page #326 in the soft cover edition, so nothing really lost there. But then there are some major differences....

Justice Weekly - Once Over

Almost three years ago, I posted a brief introduction to the Toronto tabloid "Justice Weekly". You can find that post by clicking here:  JUSTICE WEEKLY

Yesterday by accident, I stumbled across this article written roughly 24 years after JUSTICE WEEKLY ceased publication: